The Duplains: The New Digs

If you're ever thinking about moving in the middle of Summer, probably don't go through with it. Just a little word of wisdom from someone who's been there.

Devon and I are in the middle of moving into our new place - the place we will live in for at least the first year of our marriage. Or rather, I guess I should say, I'm in the middle of moving. Devon doesn't have to move his stuff in until right before the wedding in the end of August. It's so exciting! But, being mid-July and all, it's like 9,000 million degrees outside, which makes the act of carrying heavy things and going up and down three flights of stairs repeatedly, kind of a sweaty business.

Guys, I'll just say it. It's hot out thur! Like, really hot. And muggy.

Yesterday was the first day we could start moving me into our new place (since my lease at my current apartment is up at the end of July). I was so excited I could barely handle it. Devon and I spent a couple days last weekend packing and throwing away a bunch of my things so that we could start bringing loads up (we're moving from South Orem to Draper, about 30 minutes North and closer to both of our works) to the new place in shifts. So, yesterday around 4:00, I got brave (or maybe over-zealous is the better word) and decided to pack my car up and meet Devon at the new place after work.

But here's the thing, I'm just little and I can only carry 1-2 boxes at a time and I live on the 3rd floor. After two trips, I had to go change into basketball shorts, a hat, and t-shirt and even then it was a sticky business. It took me 45 minutes to pack my car up with things and I was red faced and lethargic by the end. That's what you get when you decide to move in the Summer.

But having the key to our new place made it all worth it. We unloaded my car and started unpacking everything that we could and Devon was just in awe. He kept walking around the empty apartment saying in hushed, amazed tones, "Babe, this is our place." "Babe, this is OUR place. Like, we're going to live here...both of us!" Haha. It was pretty precious. I think reality was starting to set in for him.

That's one of the fun experiences about being engaged. Every week or so you have a new experience that makes the prospect of actually being married become that much more real. Maybe you finish sending out your wedding invitations and you think to yourself, "Welp, there's no turning back now!" (Not that you ever would.) Or maybe it's the moment when you can finally say, "I'm getting married...next month! Holy, when did it get to be one month away?!" Whatever it is, you have a little surreal moment and a "woooooah" thought in your head, and then you smile to yourself because you really can't wait.

And then you start moving into your new place where you'll start your life together and you take in its glorious 2 bedroom-ness with the huge walk-in closets, or the electric, flat-topped stove in the kitchen, or the incredible laundry room with all those extra cabinets and a place for folding clothes and you think... in 6 weeks, this will officially all be for US.

So anyway, I bet you want to see pictures, don't you? Good, because I'm about to show you (pictures are all including the previous tenant's stuff, so don't let that throw you off). Will post real pictures when we're all moved in and set up.